“You wanna be owned, huh, Kee?” he pants, grabbing my hips and dragging me back onto his cock. “Is this what you want?” “Yes,” I whisper, caught between the truth and a lie. Because I don’t want him to own my body alone. I want him to take my heart and soul too. Everything I have to give, I want him to own. Make his and protect it. Cherish it.
